This isn’t going the way I’d planned. It’s all that damn kid’s fault. He didn’t keep his trap shut like I told him to. He thinks he’s safe, that there won’t be any consequences. But there will be.
As soon as we’re back at the clubhouse, he’s in for it. This is going to be one of the worst punishments he’s ever had. He’s messing up everything for me.
I should have left him with Venom when I had the chance. I thought Eliot would be overjoyed to see me. I thought he’d rush to me and pull me into his arms.
But that’s not what happened. Instead, I ended up with a gun pointed at my head and that damn bitch Aliana attacking me. No one stopped her until Westyn called Axyl to do so.
Still following the leader, as always. That’s all going to change when Eliot and I take over this club like I did with Venom’s club.
I know he’s glad to see me. He’s just hiding it for everyone else. I know he’ll show me once we’re alone together. He just wants everyone to think he hates me until we can be together.
He probably wants to take over this club as much as I do. When he finds out the truth about what I did to Venom, he’ll be thrilled. We can take over this club and merge the two.
We can build our empire. We can get started with all the illegal stuff I started with the Fallen Devils. Aliana can be the first one we sell. Then the new kid that was just born.
She’ll fetch a good price. I know he’ll love it, but first things first. I need to punish my son.
Eliot hasn’t let me out of his sight since we got here. That’s a good sign. He says it’s so he can keep an eye on me, but I know the truth. He still feels the pull that I do with him.
He wants me close because he still loves me. We went and saw the new kid. I hate kids. I really do. They’re nothing but a burden. They’re an inconvenience.
I wouldn’t have had any more if it wasn’t for the fact that I needed the kids to get whatever I wanted from Venom.
I was just going to leave him, but I realized that I could have more if I were in charge. So, I went behind his back as much as I could and turned some of his men against him.
The only ones I couldn’t get close to were the ones that sit at his table. It was easy to get the others. All I had to do was bat my eyes and spread my legs.
Finally, after what feels like forever, we’re heading back to the clubhouse. I’m coming up with a lot of different punishments for my son. I should have had him aborted.
He’s caused me nothing but trouble. Always needing something. I left him alone for the most part. I’d bring him food when he needed it. Other than that, I was busy making plans.
We walk toward Eliot’s truck and the kid is grinning like a fool. I chuckle to myself because I know it’s not going to last. “Linden was adorable, Dad. That still sounds weird, you know, calling you Dad. I can’t believe I have a family that actually wants me.” He’s laying it on thick and it seems that Eliot is eating it right up.
“Your life wasn’t that bad. I was there for you every day. You know why I couldn’t bring you out. It wasn’t safe for you. I had to protect you from Venom.
“You know what he told me about you. He couldn’t stand that I had a kid with another man. Everything I did was for you and your safety,” I snap.
He casts his eyes down and places his hands behind his back.
“Yes, ma’am. I’m sorry. I am grateful for everything you have done for me. I will not speak without permission again,” he says softly, obediently. Just like I taught him.
I smirk and look at Eliot. He’s livid. I know it’s all just an act.
“I’ve trained him well. I didn’t want him to be the reason we’d never be together again. I knew you’d want him obedient,” I say, my smile widening with each word.
“Morgan, get in the truck.” Thank God. He’s finally going to give me what I want. What I’ve been craving for twelve years.
The kid doesn’t say anything as he does as he’s told. Good riddance.
As soon as he’s in the truck, I’m all over Eliot. Pressing my lips to his. God, I’ve missed him. The men I’ve been with were great, but nothing compared to Eliot.
“What the hell are you doing?” Eliot snarls, throwing me from his arms. I fall hard to the ground and glare up at him.
“Don’t pull that shit again. I mean it. What the hell was that with Morgan? You’ve turned my son into a submissive! What the hell have you done to his head?
“He should be playing with kids his own age, going to school, and all the other things kids his age do!
“Get in the truck. I’m taking you back to the clubhouse. Morgan and I will be going to my house.”
“What about me? Why can’t I go to your house? If my son is going to be there, then so am I. Get over it, Eliot. Wherever he goes, I go.”
How am I going to give him his punishment if I can’t be near him?
“You’re not welcome in my home. You’ll be in a heavily guarded room. You won’t be able to come out unless you’re told to. Get in the truck before I tie you up and throw you in the bed.”
His word is final, there’s no room for argument. I get up and stomp toward the door. Once in, I turn my attention to the kid.
“When I get you alone, your ass is mine. You’re the reason this is all messed up. You’re going to get a punishment worse than anything you’ve ever fucking experienced.”
He swallows hard, and I can’t help but smirk. He knows who’s running the show.
